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The school Christmas party is coming
We ain’t doing rugby no more
McIntyre’s teaching us waltzing
Out on the gymnasium floor
Out on the gymnasium floor
McIntyre’s out of the Army
You’ll be slippered if you get it wrong
McIntyre’s din, booms loud in the gym
And, we’ve only got our little shorts on
We’ve only got our little shorts on
And its 1-2-3, 2-2 we’re all a disgrace
McIntyre tore us apart
And we danced by ourselves,
When, we’d all found a space
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Waltzing with fear in our hearts,
Comes the day of the final manoeuvres
All of our heads are a whirl
It’s getting much closer to D day
This time we’re going to do it with girls
This time we’re going to do it with girls
In the arena the ladies were waiting
A twelve year old partner to guide
Some matches were fixed, the rest of us mixed
And a fat girl got left at the side
A fat girl got left at the side.
And its 1-2-3 2-2 we’re all a disgrace
McIntyre tore us apart
And we danced by ourselves,
When, we’d all found a space
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
When you come to my fights, and I am under the lights
And you see that my footwork is false
Don’t count me out, at the start of the bout
I’m just doing the secondary waltz
Doing, the secondary waltz.
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